Lost in Space

It is important to keep writing, otherwise you tend to forget how to do it.  Even finding the letters on the keyboard can become a task.  Typing is actually a physical chore, as it is not done on all fingers in the Catullus Films office, just on the two index fingers.  This, coupled with a blindness for correct spelling that requires regular googling, makes generating 'product' rather slow and...onerous.

However, once a flow has begun, and the ball is rolling down a slight incline over wet grass and small pebbles left by the last glaciation, things become a little easier - the fingers begin to remember the location of the required letters for expression, and the brain can register how words are formed more easily.

So, to work - what are we writing about today?  This will be a 'meta-writing' session, (perhaps 'session' is too glorious a word), intended as a note-to-self about why I am struggling to bother writing anything at all in the present chapter of my life. 

I don't really need to write, so what's the problem?  I don't really need to live actually.  Nothing has any necessity, except maintaining satori - keeping panic at bay, dealing with the fear of depression, warding off the big black cloud that occasionally looms over the distant mountains.

There - motivation.